I gave him everything I had, fucking his face brutally until I couldn’t hold back any longer. With a muted roar, I came hard, holding my cock deep in his throat. When I pulled out of his mouth, I took a step back, giving him room to move.
“On your feet,” I commanded as I tucked my cock back into my pants.
Case was immediately on his feet.
“Now what do you say, pretty boy?”
He smiled. “I love you, Zeke. And I love your cock.”
I chuckled. The guy was a smartass sometimes.
“I love you, too, but that’s not what I wanted to hear.”
He grinned, his eyes crinkling. “Thank you, Zeke.”
Unable to resist, I leaned in and kissed him again. He relaxed against me, his hand curling around the back of my neck in a possessive gesture I’d come to love. These two had a way of making me feel vulnerable even when I was in control. I no longer allowed it to bother me, I simply accepted it for what it was. Love.
“When the gym opens, are you gonna do the same thing to Brax in my office?”
“You’re damn right. It’s all about keeping it interesting.” I motioned toward the door. “But I’ve got a few things in store for you, too.”
“Such as?” His eyes were bright with intrigue.
“Tying you down to one of the benches,” I told him. “Fucking your ass until you’re begging me to let you come.”
He groaned, a sexy sound that told me he approved.
While I could’ve told him all the dirty details of everything I wanted to do to him and Brax, that would have to wait until later.
“Now come on. Let’s eat, then we’ll go home so I can chain you up and torment you for a couple of hours.”
“In that case, I don’t care to stay for dessert.”
Yeah, me, either. In fact, the only dessert I ever needed was in the form of two sexy fucking masochists who had made me the luckiest man in the whole fucking world.